Lil Yachty, Quavo - New Goin’ In lyrics

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney

Stay with that yappa boy I
Move with that baby beam (uhh uh)
330 my bag and my pocket 380
I used to be broke now I own two Mercedes
(uh uh) i'm good with the ladies
Have you seen my latest? My greatest
She might be the one for my babies (uhh)
I'm trippin', I fucked then
I'm dippin', wait, hold on
I act like a heathen, you send me a twelve
(yeah uh)
Better make sure it's even, no Steven
Achieving

You thieving ass, fallin' ass
Niggas I'm leading, i'm breaking in
Bread for my gang
Drip the swag and I'm bleeding
I'm all they believe in, I got 'em
They gibbe (yeah)
Got a new watch
That shit cost 'bout 50 times two (yeah)
Got a new truck and it's blue
Pay my taxes on time (yeah)
And my credit look good like a jew
But I'm black
Runnin' around town with a sack
You gotta be kidding me
All of these niggas is pussy
I'm walking with Stussy
I'm snatching your bitch
'Cause I know you a rookie, yeah, hoo
I hang with the gang
Migo Gang stack it up like a chimney
Auto target to my enemy, better
Get out my vicinity, bitch
(yeah, yeah) run it back back to back back
To back like a marathon
Brother locked up sellin' gas like a Chevron
All of this ice this shit
Look like an avalanche glacier Boyz
Twelve million dollars no longer civilian
I move with the pilgrims
Come fly with that Glock, Robbie Williams
My bitches, I need me a jet
Double o seven, I stay with the tech
Tats on my chest, ice on my neck
She fuck it though, I'm out in Buffalo
Keep that shit cool when I'm
Fucking on another hoe patek Philippe
Time I got big boy Pakets and VVS diamonds
You said you the shit
But I know that you lyin'
Diamonds be spicy like cayenne pepper
Young nigga ball like Chris Webber
I need the key to my city or or something
I walk in the spot and
I got the bitch jumpin'
This bitch off of the molly
It look like she krumping big Bentley coupe
Got the whole engine running
Talking, just like a reverend
Nigga I don't drive no Chevron